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Authors: Ava Ashley
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you’ve all been waiting for!”
The announcer paused dramatically as the crowd cheered.
“In the red corner,” he began again, “please give a warm welcome to two-time semi-finalist Waaaaayyyyyne Meyers!”
I saw Hunter’s friend enter the arena, looking ready for a fight. The crowd screamed as he pumped his fists in the air and entered the ring. He looked pretty tough, but I felt fairly sure Hunter could take him. He’d been doing really well with physical therapy, and seemed normal as far as I could tell.
“And in the blue corner, please welcome back last year’s finalist, Hunter, the Skull Crusher, Fiiiiiiiinnnnnn!”
When Hunter came out, jumping up and down, the crowd went wild. This was the part I usually skipped when watching his fights on the internet, as the women in the audience screamed and tried to grab him, some even going so far as to throw their bras and panties. Sitting here now, as proud as I was of him, I wished I could just fast forward to the fight.
“Does it bother you, the way some of these women throw themselves all over him?” Jake asked, sensing my discomfort.
“Maybe a little,” I admitted. “It would be easier if I didn’t know about his past.”
Just then, Hunter spotted me in the crowd and caught my eye. For a moment, I could no longer hear the ecstatic cheering of everyone around me, and the whole world seemed to go silent. Hunter smiled at me, a quiet, knowing smile. The audience must have sensed its significance, because soon I noticed that attention was turning towards me, and people were starting to talk.
“Looks like you don’t have anything to worry about,” said Jake. “I’ve never seen a more stupid in love grin than the one on Hunter’s face.”
“Thanks,” I said, laughing. “I hope you’re right.”
“That is a pretty stupid grin all right,” Trina said. I smiled, assuming this was another sign of her sense of humor. She was his manager, after all. She must at least kind of like Hunter.
“I mean, I’m not just going by his stupid grin,” Jake said. “He told me about you a long time ago. Way before you came back.”
“He did?” I asked, surprised.
“Yeah, he did. You were the one who got away. And you were the one who inspired him to quit his bad boy ways.”
“What do you mean?”
“I guess he just always held out hope that you guys would find each other again,” Jake said. “He quit fucking around, excuse the expression, years ago.”
“Wow,” I said. “I didn’t know that.”
“It’s true. I mean, he’s got some other stuff going on that made him get his act together,” Jake said, shifting in his seat a little. “But I know you’ve always been on his mind.”
Soon Jake’s attention drifted back to the fight. The first round was over without a clear victory, and Hunter and Wayne sat in their corners drinking water, getting iced down, and listening intently to their corner men. When the bell rang, Hunter came out swinging, getting a solid hit right on Wayne’s jaw.
“Ouch, that looked like a good one,” I said.
“Yeah, I’m sure that didn’t feel good,” Jake agreed.
The two of them scuffled for a bit longer until eventually Hunter knocked Wayne down onto the canvas and held him down, pummeling him with his elbows.
“And I bet that feels even worse,” Jake said. “The fight’s probably almost over, at this point.”
“Really?” I asked. “Those elbow hits don’t look that bad.”
“You’d be surprised,” Jake told me.
And sure enough, it wasn’t long before Hunter was declared the winner. The announcer stood with Hunter’s arm in the air as the crowd went wild. I stood up and cheered for him like everyone else, because, after all, I was his biggest fan.
Before I knew what was happening, Hunter was climbing out of the ring and into the audience, right to where I was sitting. The spotlight focused directly on us as he took me in his arms and planted a long, deep kiss right on my
The announcer paused dramatically as the crowd cheered.
“In the red corner,” he began again, “please give a warm welcome to two-time semi-finalist Waaaaayyyyyne Meyers!”
I saw Hunter’s friend enter the arena, looking ready for a fight. The crowd screamed as he pumped his fists in the air and entered the ring. He looked pretty tough, but I felt fairly sure Hunter could take him. He’d been doing really well with physical therapy, and seemed normal as far as I could tell.
“And in the blue corner, please welcome back last year’s finalist, Hunter, the Skull Crusher, Fiiiiiiiinnnnnn!”
When Hunter came out, jumping up and down, the crowd went wild. This was the part I usually skipped when watching his fights on the internet, as the women in the audience screamed and tried to grab him, some even going so far as to throw their bras and panties. Sitting here now, as proud as I was of him, I wished I could just fast forward to the fight.
“Does it bother you, the way some of these women throw themselves all over him?” Jake asked, sensing my discomfort.
“Maybe a little,” I admitted. “It would be easier if I didn’t know about his past.”
Just then, Hunter spotted me in the crowd and caught my eye. For a moment, I could no longer hear the ecstatic cheering of everyone around me, and the whole world seemed to go silent. Hunter smiled at me, a quiet, knowing smile. The audience must have sensed its significance, because soon I noticed that attention was turning towards me, and people were starting to talk.
“Looks like you don’t have anything to worry about,” said Jake. “I’ve never seen a more stupid in love grin than the one on Hunter’s face.”
“Thanks,” I said, laughing. “I hope you’re right.”
“That is a pretty stupid grin all right,” Trina said. I smiled, assuming this was another sign of her sense of humor. She was his manager, after all. She must at least kind of like Hunter.
“I mean, I’m not just going by his stupid grin,” Jake said. “He told me about you a long time ago. Way before you came back.”
“He did?” I asked, surprised.
“Yeah, he did. You were the one who got away. And you were the one who inspired him to quit his bad boy ways.”
“What do you mean?”
“I guess he just always held out hope that you guys would find each other again,” Jake said. “He quit fucking around, excuse the expression, years ago.”
“Wow,” I said. “I didn’t know that.”
“It’s true. I mean, he’s got some other stuff going on that made him get his act together,” Jake said, shifting in his seat a little. “But I know you’ve always been on his mind.”
Soon Jake’s attention drifted back to the fight. The first round was over without a clear victory, and Hunter and Wayne sat in their corners drinking water, getting iced down, and listening intently to their corner men. When the bell rang, Hunter came out swinging, getting a solid hit right on Wayne’s jaw.
“Ouch, that looked like a good one,” I said.
“Yeah, I’m sure that didn’t feel good,” Jake agreed.
The two of them scuffled for a bit longer until eventually Hunter knocked Wayne down onto the canvas and held him down, pummeling him with his elbows.
“And I bet that feels even worse,” Jake said. “The fight’s probably almost over, at this point.”
“Really?” I asked. “Those elbow hits don’t look that bad.”
“You’d be surprised,” Jake told me.
And sure enough, it wasn’t long before Hunter was declared the winner. The announcer stood with Hunter’s arm in the air as the crowd went wild. I stood up and cheered for him like everyone else, because, after all, I was his biggest fan.
Before I knew what was happening, Hunter was climbing out of the ring and into the audience, right to where I was sitting. The spotlight focused directly on us as he took me in his arms and planted a long, deep kiss right on my
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